"Where is Corporal Ahmet, Bones?" asked the frantic Hamilton.
"In gaol, sir," said Bones. "I gave him twenty years for talkin' in the ranks an' cheekin' me when I told him to shut up. There's a whole lot of them, sir," he went on casually. "I sentenced two chaps to death for fightin' in the lines, an' gave another feller ten years for——"
"I think that will do," said Sir Robert, tactfully. "A most excellent inspection, Captain Hamilton—now, I think, I'll get back to my ship."
He took Hamilton aside on the beach.
"What did you call that young man?" he asked.
"Bones, your Excellency," said Hamilton miserably.
"I should call him Blood and Bones," smiled His Excellency, as he shook hands.
"What's the good of bullyin' me, dear old chap?" asked Bones indignantly. "If I let a chap off, I'm kicked, an' if I punish him I'm kicked—it's enough to make a feller give up bein' judicial——"
"Bones, you're a goop," said Hamilton, in despair.